daydreaming

Dementia

Another year, a few more tears
I see confusion in your eyes
Your body stays so still, distressed
Wish I could take your pain away.

I see your same old messy room
It’s filled with things that you once knew
But half the time you have no clue
Remembering is too hard for you.

“Did you hear what I hear?
These sounds are music to my ears!”
No Mom, it\'s very late and awfully quiet
I\'m taken over by the silence.  


“Did you see what I see?
Look at the lights all around me!
I see a message on the wall!”
No Mom, there’s nothing there at all.

“Did you feel what I feel?
Someone comes to me in my sleep!
He sits right by my side...”
No Mom, there’s no one here at night.

I wish I had the strength
To lift this heavy cloud away
The world you\'re in is just too far
Your mind has left me far behind.

But if it ever comes a time when 
You don\'t remember who I am
I\'ll read you a story late at night
As I sit close and by your side.


It’s the story about a girl
Whose head was full of hope and dreams
Who dedicated her life
To raise a little boy like me.

He sang all her favorite songs
He painted on canvas a world she\'d know
He came to her late at night
To kiss and hold her very tight.


He was the one destined to write
No matter what she did or who she was
The story of a most wonderful mom
That any child could ever want.